Here I tell a man’s story-
How he unleashed the power,
And achieved his glory.
Despite of the prevalent blood shower.
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The man was adventurous,
Looking for the gold,
That is the most lustrous,
Which requires him to be quite bold.
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He reached the bloody land.
Where there were present the relics of war,
He dug up the sand,
Till he reach the earth’s core.
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Astounded, he found the big egg,
Made up of pure gold,
Without anyone’s reg,
He touched it, so cold.
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The thunder rocked the sky-
And descended a big creature,
Scared, darkened color of deep fry,
And that very much tells about his feature.
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The man, once terrified,
Did not know what to do,
And even cried,
And even peed, but not in the loo.
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The creature sensed fear,
And spoke as if wanting man to adhere-
“Oh My Dear!
How dare you touch this sphere?”
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The man was shaken,
But gained his sword ,
His body, nicely awaken,
Cut the head of the darkness’ lord.
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The fight was won,
Which wasn’t a fight at all,
The deed was done,
The man’s head rose in pride tall.
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Here comes the end of the story,
How a man unleashed the power,
And attained his false glory,
With no blood shower.
That was fun… I loved writing it. I know it is absurd, but that is the best thing about it, I think. Just for a quick laugh- yes, you can laugh reading this hopeless flop story.
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